The news that Sosuke Takagi was shot and wounded spread throughout the Metropolitan Police Department. So many people rushed to visit him that he wanted to change hospitals overnight and not stay in the Police Hospital.
Miyano Akemi, who was sitting at the head of the bed, was still carefully peeling an apple into the shape of a rabbit when she heard footsteps outside. Before she could see who it was, she heard Matsuda Jinpei's somewhat annoying voice:
"Do you think we'll see something bad if we just barge in?"
“…”
Fujiwara Yuu, who was curled up in bed, couldn't help rolling his eyes, and Miyano Akemi beside him couldn't help laughing softly.
When they carefully opened the door a little, they were met with Fujiwara Yu's classic half-moon eyes. Seeing this, Date Ko directly smiled and pushed the door open, saying:
"Fujiwara, I didn't expect you to live such a comfortable life. You even have rabbit apples to eat."
"Yeah, that's not as comfortable as you, squad leader. You can sleep at home with someone next to you." Fujiwara Yuu knew that these three people would not say anything good when they came here, but just wanted to tease him.
After hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei hesitated for a moment, then looked at Fujiwara Yu in surprise and asked:
"Huh? You guys haven't come together yet... Ugh!"
Guessing what his younger brother Kenji was going to say, Hagiwara Kenji quickly reached out and covered Matsuda Jinpei's mouth. If he said this, how would Ayou feel with both of his hands tied with bandages?
"What did you say?" Fujiwara Yu tilted his head in confusion and asked.
"Nothing!" Hagiwara Kenji interrupted the conversation, and with a smile, he raised his phone and took a lot of photos of Fujiwara Yu lying on the hospital bed, not forgetting to give a few instructions: "Hey, Fujiwara-chan, don't glare at me~ This kind of situation is rare. When Xiao Zhenping broke his leg in a fall, I took a selfie holding his plaster leg, and there was a word "idiot" written on it~"
Matsuda Jinpei glared at Hagiwara Kenji. "These things happened in junior high school. No one else would know if you didn't tell me." He rolled his eyes, then thought of something interesting. He simply scrambled over to the bedside, made a scissors sign, and bared his huge white teeth, looking like he was taking a photo with a landmark building.
Kenji Hagiwara even took out the marker he had prepared long ago, and despite Fujiwara Yu's resistance, he wrote the words "Tokyo, Japan" and "Tourist Attractions" on both of her arms.
When Yi Dahang saw this, he shook his head helplessly. He couldn't beat two people, so what else could he do?
Of course, I joined their big family and took photos together.
Fujiwara Yu was so angry that he wanted to take off the bandage and fight with them, but after seeing the warning look from Miyano Akemi, he had no choice but to lie quietly on the hospital bed and let them do these inhuman things.
If he gets the chance in the future, he will definitely put them in wheelchairs and parade them through the streets.
"Okay, we still have work to do, so we'll leave first. Don't miss us too much, Fuji~"
“…Get out of here now.”
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May 9th.
Before Fujiwara Yuu returned to work and went to the Metropolitan Police Department, he received a text message from Hondou Eikai. The content was very simple, informing him that the organization was about to assassinate the Self-Defense Force cadre - Domon Yasuteru.
As for why they wanted to stop the killing of Yasuteru Domon, it was simply because he had made radical remarks against violent crimes and this time he was running for the House of Representatives election, which attracted the organization's attention.
If he really succeeds in the election, it will definitely have a certain impact on the organization. Those who hinder them will naturally try their best to eradicate these sprouts that may be detrimental to them.
Fujiwara Yu put the bulletproof vest developed by the CIA outside his shirt. After making sure that there was no problem with his two guns, he picked up the car keys on the cabinet in the entrance and prepared to leave.
Miyano Akemi looked at Fujiwara Yuu with a bit of worry. Sometimes she didn't expect Fujiwara to always be at the forefront.
"You-kun, remember to be careful."
"Well, I will return safely, don't worry."
Fujiwara Yu drove to Haido Park, where the assassination was to take place, and the time of the assassination was 1:00 p.m. The organization wanted to take advantage of Rena Mizunashi's position to carry out the assassination in such a public place.
I have to say that the organization is sometimes quite high-profile. You have to know that there are many onlookers and supporters of Yasuteru Domon around. They chose such a place and really had no worries about the sniper being arrested by the police.
Fujiwara Yuu parked his car in the parking lot near the entrance of Haido Park. After putting on the disguise mask and black-framed glasses, Shuichi Akai's voice came from the headset.
"Can you really do this on your own? Do you need me to ask Judy to assist?"
"Now's not the time to assist. If they fail here, they'll definitely move to another location. Have Judy keep a close eye on where Plan B is being implemented. By the way, how's the situation over there?"
Akai Shuichi squinted his eyes at the contents displayed in the telescope and replied:
"There's nothing unusual going on here. Honestly... I don't think that woman would attack them."
"I have this feeling too, but I don't know why."
Fujiwara Yuu frowned slightly, thinking of Vermouth's meaningful words and the fact that she deliberately let him go. What was this woman thinking? Did she have a very close relationship with her mother?
He raised his watch to check the time. There were still five minutes before the interview started. It was time to go over there and find a suitable place to observe. The sniper's location must be found to ensure Yasuteru Domon's safety.
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